“Here grab some apple pancakes”
she sings the hum
of  a beautiful today and tomorrow
where birds join in chorus

“It’s autumn, I won’t rake the leaves!"
She doesn’t want to see
the long face
I’m always wearing

“My dear, sometimes, you have to
cherish the ‘fall’
for days will pass,
leaves will wither,
a storm may blow off our roof.
But seasons are like people
they come and go,
but be ready,
and most of all be strong.”

She smiled like she never cried before.
All I want, is not to rake the leaves.

But her words...
'always' make sense.

they asked...
"why do you write most when you're sad?"

it took me awhile to think.
but didn't answer.

I just started writing
then realized,
because no one will understand
if I tell them they would laugh

if i tell them of what I really feel,
the dreams and hopes, or of what person I've always wanted to be

they wouldn't understand
some would think it's nonsense and some will try to listen but it won't any make sense

because we are all in our own.

everyone are busy saving their own lives

and happy poems?

it's hard for me to take time and jot the fleeting feelings of how the flowers bloom in spring and how summer gives me the time to contemplate on an infinite waves

I just want to feel the moment, for myself.

Then I would feel better.

just like writing sad poems,

it would make me feel better.

it was in the year 1901
when I stopped at Gustav's
from the raging storm
in the street of Paris
i looked up in the morning sky
blocked by the unfinished building
stood long and tall
in the same spot where
we used to lie under the shade
of a sycamore tree
oh im drifting since you walked away
the sound of rain
and the silent pain
im waiting for a clear day
to take my baggage for the next train

The air is dry
raven's wide awake
watching the dark and cold sky
with it's claws scratching the twig of a skeletal pomegranate tree

Snowflakes starting to fall
and the chill of wind whoosh
through the broken windows
where candle lights are blown
in a village full of torn
the night sing's with nothingness

The sound of trumpet roused everyone
that's coming from the old theater
where dust and cobwebs grown
Murmurs starting to echo
as everyone gathered into their seats
no shillings nor new garments
this time

But then, spotlight flashed
actors started the play
where various acts portrayed
the theater rejoice
Where the poet grant wishes
of giving  happiness this
Christmas Day

He sang the echo of life
for fishes that blow bubbles
or whales that wave their tails
he breathes the salty air
and touch the sun's gentle kiss

she's stuck beneath the surface
empty, with pieces missing
she lives inside of him,
sailing placidly until she died

how tragic is her life,
wanting to be free
wanting to explore every inch of him
wanting to be whole again

she is just a sunken ship
whose remains will never be found

and he is the majestic sea
waiting for the next ship to come.

One tedious journey, the blistering heat of the day made me stay.
I am home outside the porch exploring my eyes of the panoramic scenery of the countryside.

My mother baked Vanille Kipferl (vanilla crescents) with her own special recipe. The haunting aroma entice through my nostrils. She loves to bake especially on sunny days.

She went out to hand me a plate of cookies and mumbled how magnificent the scenery of the valleys.
True, it is breath taking but she gets to be so flibbertigibbet sometimes.

The tranquility of surroundings is exquisite.
I exhaled and it felt so good.
Rocking the chair, I grabbed an old novel from a table.
The cover was all tattered and dusty but I still flip it.

Then, I walked through a twisting thicket road bound by soil.
The vast green grass sways as the wind dance around them.
The singing of birds is beautiful.
I held my cloche hat while swaying my white regency gown like a lunatic. Every day is a gift. And that gift needs to be value.

I found a shade from an old oak tree at the top largest hill.
It was cozy but I don’t want to sleep, I’m afraid I’ll end up in a Rabbit Hole.  Instead, I climbed the tree with all my might, until I reached the edge.

Up here is different. You can see everything!

The sea is barely visible. Towns and villages are lined up. The atmosphere is heavenly. I embraced the beauty and got down from this old oak tree.

I snatched the book I left on the ground. I hugged it and when I look behind…

I am in a bridge that crosses a canal.

I found a flat-bottomed rowing boat with a man singing.
He looks funny in his striped shirt and black pants.
He grabbed his skimmer and bowed down.
There I go curtsy.
He told me he’ll show me the world. I just hopped in.
The place is floating! There are buildings with such unique architectures.

The man rowed and rowed while singing a song called “O Sole Mio”.
Since it was Neapolitan, I just listened and it sounded romantic.

He said we’re almost there.

…

The honking of vehicles and jamming traffic roused me.
I put the book inside my bag and looked in front.
The cars are huddled together.
These yellow cabs are not moving.

I descend my feet on the ground and shut the door.
The rapid combustion is hideous!

Burger joints, restaurants, people… more people. It’s too crowded.

Anyway, I made my way to this small coffee shop for a little zap!

Then the intense feeling got me clairvoyant.

Flipping pages, I come to enter a portal of a different universe.

In my own little world that no one can get me.

I am the protagonist.

5/25/14

I woke up feeling empty,

and I spent the whole day trying to find what was missing

Why does everyone sit around saying, ”Hope 2015 is a good year?” Take life a day at a time. Bad days are inevitable and you can't hope for a whole year to be perfect. All you can do is hope or learn and make true friends and be happy in 2015. Don't hope for a better year, hope for a better you :)

her eyes looked at me with faith
hinting there's another way to live
She has a little world inside her head
since we were young
and the moment she graduated,
I knew she's almost there

I am one of those people who
will be forever stuck in this small town
No one believes in me,
Well, I don't trust myself either
What do I know anyways?

The tear in my knuckles, taste of blood
from the endless fight, forever be on my father's side and knowing there's no hope in my mother's misty mind. This is how I live and this is how my every day work.

I have to let her go. We live in the same place but two different worlds.

I have to walk away although it might hurt us both.

I'm trying to climb your ribs,
to find a place in your heart
when I reached the top,
there's no more space left for me
I tried to hold on, but I fell down
No, you didn't even catch me
So now, I'm just half of a whole </3

How could I be so selfish
When I thought I wasn’t that strong
I was trying to hold on
When there’s nothing to hold

I didn’t look around and see how messy
Life is already
Not just to me but to everybody

How could I be this blind
When everything’s so wrong
I was sinking in my own
With this stories untold

But as the burden you carry, unfold
How selfish am I
grieving on my own

Let me carry that burden
For you were never alone
I’ll be here when you need me
Trust me, I’ll never go

I will always be your friend

I promise that

Until the end :]

Hocus Pocus, I'm the magician and I want you to pay heed as I perform what they call 'miracle'. Nay, not rabbit in a hat nor wand to enchant. I have no power to fly or pull in tricks to inspire. I tell you I'm no special,

But *Hocus Pocus the truth comes to life. It's not easy, but required. You broke or mend a heart, you laugh and bawl your eyes. Sometimes it's hard, but you just have to try. I tell you, it's in your hands to unveil the 'miracle'.

Hocus Pocus, all we need is to focus. And that's where we, the animate things perform a special sorcery -unexpected things that you thought won't happen will actually happen. Vóila! Now that's alchemy!

-A

8/9/14

You are the mountains
that I'll never reach
your streak of golden hair
is the sun that'll burn
me when I come closer
Your smile is a tide
that could wash me away
and you're the ship
that I've always wanted to catch
I'm drowning,
but you're sailing away

The saddest noise, the sweetest noise,*
Your voice that has been
the music to my ears

There are times, it mellows my heart
Sometimes, it crushes my soul
A word that rushes my blood,
making my heart pump faster and louder

The deafening silence it creates,
makes me suffocate
for the air you breathe,
polluted my lungs
like a water pulling me down in a blink

Whispers are tender,
giving me warm embrace
but the inaudible screams,
made me float in the
darkness of infinity,
wanting for a hum of lullaby
that'll kiss me goodnight

(a.k)

You can't hate someone
just because
you can't have them.*

-Adele

11/3/14

Please, help me hold this candle
Show me the light,
make my world shine,
like your beguiling eyes
Led me the way,
where the bright future awaits

Let's make the most of everyday
Time's running
and the flames are burning fast,
candle's melting
but it's possible to make things last

I never heard an angel's voice,
not until you jabber away
When I look into your eyes,
I can see no lies

Thank you for holding the light
everything feels so right
It was a fleeting moment
before you blew the flame
because it was all nothing,
but a foolish game*

-A

10/7/14

because I was known,

for collecting my own shattered heart

and drop of tears

I tried to tape it back,

but it doesn't seem like a whole

I tried to wipe it out,

but it just flooded and drown my soul.*

-Adele

10/31/14

I can see the glint of your new car
the banging of speakers from afar
But why are you throwing a fist to this new guy? You're so good at making people cry

Gold grillz, so chic, full of style!
Don't trip me with your Gucci shoes
This isn't a game where I have to lose

Turnnnn up! ***** and *****
What a cool party! Popping pills
Rainbows and unicorns in the sky
My my, looks fun but sorry
you're out of your mind

Ohhh, new acrylic nails?
So how many minions
tagging on that tail?
Okay, that's it.
I'm taking my ship for a sail
Because this land's no longer a fairytale

Yo mama so... what?
I'm so not good in rhymin'
not even rappin'
**** man, nobody even see me rollin'
But I'm watchin' and ohhh,
I already see it comin'

Drama queens and jocks
taking the shiny floor
I can't stand this scene anymore
Looks like an asylum, finding a cure

But hey! Let's go grab some
drinks and a popcorn
To remind you, we're not going
to watch some piece of ****
Just sit back and relax ma homie
This ain't a sad movie
but all we need to do is mourn

Peter Pan said, "Don't grow up. It's a trap."

I say, "Don't fall in love. It's a crap."

I stitched but it's still visible
I came knocking but
it seems I'm invisible
I'm too tired to pick up the shards
In a lonely night where
I hug my knees
weeping on my pillow,
covered with sheet
feeling the pain
What should I do,
my soul is wreck
Nocturnal thoughts hooting
like an owl in the wilds
I'm surrounded by darkness
and all I feel is sadness
This is what I call madness
because I'm just...
I'm just so helpless.*

-A

10/11/14

she                                                        
writes a list
of all the things
    she hates about herself
in just one word:

everything
                                             ­                    he
                                                 writes a list
                                          of all the things
                             he loves about her                  
                                       in just one word:

                                               *everything

I ask that you let my wings grow
and watch me fly, up, so high
I ask for you, not to call my name
for I won’t  be back
until I call ‘home’, home

He held my hand
kiss my worries away
he makes me smile
on a cold summer day

  he let go of my hand
            and kiss me goodbye
               that's where he made me cry
    I'll never forget your warm last hug
on that sad winter night

11/15/14

**-Adele

I can now feel the heat
of summer that I've
always wished
Twigs are still empty,
the blanket of snow is still on the road
but being Sunkissed on the bus window
is what I've longed for.

I looked inside your eyes
Where lies the deepest mystery I can't find

The beat of my heart went wild
My thoughts gone berserk
Eventhough you're the greatest ****

I tightened the grip although it slipped
As I tried to hold longer...
It made me wonder

This feelings, it's getting deeper
Deeper than the depths of the deepest ocean
Beneath that depth you'll find me

The heavy feelings made me sank
It happened in the middle of nowhere
I was trying to find a way to get through you

But a lightning struck and killed me
A huge waves of storm smashed me
Then everything just fell

The world is getting dark
I was lost and scared
I shouldn't have sailed
Because it wasn't a bon voyage

But I know, in the end
You'll always find me mon amour

You'll find me wreck and ruined.

-Adele

7/21/14

You used to be a lovely daffodil that blooms in May, but now you're just a withered flower in a winter day.*

a.k

I met an illusionist
Deceived by his tricks
watch him clearing the mist
A theater where audience
was enticed.
Dexterous wand in his hand
A real métier with
a craft of magic,
welcome to his land.
Then I roused from a spell
Reasonably au fait with such hoodwink
I can see myself sinking
in a blink.

-A

8/17/14

Messy hair, I just don't care
Boring clothes on, why do you care?
No make up day, eyes everywhere
Nah, not running extra mile
Throwing daggers? nope! Still don't care.
Stab me behind whenever.
However... I won't care
like whatever.

I'm just here.
Standing still, wearing a smile.
Because what you think...
I just really don't care.
Say what you want to say.
Think what you want to think.

Still not caring, freedom is in the air.

-A

8/25/14

I scampered inside as I peak into the light. Slowly, the door's ajar and what I see is not pleasing in the eyes... it even almost made my heart die! This is outrageous! Only a monster could do something atrocious. I curse this culprit who stole my FOOD and pledged to not forgive </3

The felicity that brought me. Mirthful emotions kicked me. The whole world and just me! Who else should it be? But this point (!) betrayed me. Sluggish, decelerate grievous thing punished me. Why WIFI , why do you have to double-cross meeeee?! :( [Kneeling on the ground with a spotlight effect lol]

This is what I call prosperity. Alone yet jubilant. Not when  pealing, ring, clunk, thud or a thump disrupts. "Hellooooo, earth to people! I'm trying to get some SLEEP here! Seriously?!"

-A

8/11/14

winter’s mourn created
a white crystal blown by the
northern wind

dismal sky under a blanket of snow
along with empty trees hybernating,
patiently waiting for spring

mother rabbit hopped
back inside the log
to hug her babies

A group of deer
scavenging on the white field
paused and looked up

There were silence
only the buzz of wind.

Even the owl peeked
but then again closed
his heavy eyelids

A gleam of parhelion
dominated winter’s despair

In that moment,
apricity showered a feast of bliss